Chapter 10

An Yang's endurance far exceeded that of an ordinary person, but An You and Xiao Xuer were just gentle and delicate girls. After walking for so long, they were tired and suggested finding a cold drink shop to sit down and have a drink.

An Yang ordered a glass of iced water, An You ordered a glass of iced lemonade, and Xiao Xuer ordered a glass of watermelon juice. The three of them sat down and drank, but none of them spoke. An You and Xiao Xuer, who had been chattering all the way, also fell silent because they were sitting with An Yang.

An You suddenly looked up, gazing calmly at An Yang, and said, "Did you lose your job?"

An Yang was taken aback, looked up, and said, "How did you know? Did Ji Weiwei tell you?"

An You lowered her head to take a sip of water, then stirred the lemon slices with her straw without raising her head and said, "I guessed."

An Yang chuckled bitterly, gazing at the straw head she had bitten into a mess, and said, "When did you start caring about me so much? That's quite a change."

An You looked up at him, her eyes slightly disdainful, "I'm not stupid. If you hadn't lost your job, how could you have the time to come out and shop with us, with your thick-skinned attitude?"

"… Thick-skinned!!!"

An Yang was speechless and decided to remain silent.

Xiao Xuer, on the other hand, remained quiet the entire time.

After finishing their drinks, Xiao Xuer put down her cup and finally spoke, addressing An You, "It's so hot outside. Xiao You, didn't you want to buy clothes? Why don't we go to the El Mall? They have air conditioning inside."

An You glanced at An Yang awkwardly, a hint of embarrassment on her face, and said softly, "The clothes in El Mall are very expensive. Let's just shop outside."

Girls at this age mostly don't know how to hide their inner thoughts, enjoying showing off and competing, and not knowing how to consider others' feelings. Xiao Xuer, who was aware of An You's family background, naturally had a sense of superiority in this regard.

"It's fine, we're just browsing. Anyway, you didn't buy anything outside, so it's better to find a place with air conditioning."

An You hesitated for a moment and then nodded.

Walking through El Mall, most of the clothing stores Xiao Xuer lingered in were international brands, and the places she took An You to were also exclusive zones for international brands. This made An Yang reassess Xiao Xuer's family background even more.

At this moment, the three of them were in the flagship store of Chanel, with An Yang trailing behind An You and Xiao Xuer.

International brands have their reasons for being international brands. The high prices ensure sales, which is itself a testament to quality. Add to that the meticulous designs by renowned designers, materials, and tailoring far superior to ordinary clothing, and it's no wonder every woman found it hard to look away.

An You had never been to such an expensive store before, but she naturally liked the clothes here. Many of them even amazed her, but the prices, which started at several thousand to tens of thousands, made her hesitate.

An Yang stood nearby, watching An You caress a white dress. When she flipped the price tag, her face turned pale, clearly shocked, while Xiao Xuer naturally took the dress and went into the fitting room.

Xiao Xuer came out wearing a black dress. The dress was short, perfectly accentuating her youthful and fiery figure, with her white, slender legs exposed, making her even more eye-catching.

Xiao Xuer turned a few circles in front of the mirror, clearly satisfied with her appearance, and said to An You in a showy manner, "Xiao You, do you think I look good in this?"

An You remained calm, nodded, and said, "You look good."

Xiao Xuer turned to An Yang, seemingly wanting to ask for his opinion, but hesitated and turned back, gazing at herself in the mirror, looking very pleased.

At school, everyone wore uniforms and ate in the cafeteria, so her advantages in figure and family background were not noticeable. Plus, her grades were not as good as An You's, so she was always overshadowed by An You. After graduation, she could finally feel a sense of pride.

Of course, this was just a bit of girl talk, unrelated to character, and it wouldn't affect her friendship with An You.

After a while, Xiao Xuer came over and looked at An You with concern, saying, "An You, why are you just looking? Why don't you try it on?"

An You shook her head, glanced at Xiao Xuer, and said, "No need, there's nothing I like."

Hearing this, a nearby woman smiled knowingly, shook her head, and said nothing. Generally, people with better living conditions have higher qualities, and it's rare to find someone who would mock others just because of something they heard, as often depicted in novels.

Xiao Xuer glared at the woman, lowered her head, and said, "How can that be? This is the flagship store of Chanel. Look, the one in your hand isn't bad."

An You's cheeks turned red, and she quickly hung the dress back on the rack, saying, "It's not that great. I don't really like the style."

From Xiao Xuer's behavior, it was clear she wasn't just browsing; she clearly didn't care about the prices. An You had always known Xiao Xuer's family was wealthy, but she hadn't expected them to be this rich.

The cheapest piece of clothing here was worth more than her half-year or even a year's living expenses in high school, more than her parents' combined monthly salary. She felt her pride crumble.

An Yang walked over, gazing at her calmly, and said, "If you like it, try it on. You don't have to buy it. You won't know if it looks good until you try it on."

An You glared at him, bit her lip, and walked away. She knew her own character; if she tried it on, she would be even more reluctant to let it go.

An Yang smirked and said, "You're still the same as when you were little, afraid to even try on clothes."

Xiao Xuer covered her mouth and giggled, then followed and pulled An You, saying, "Oh, your brother is right. Just try it on. You don't have to buy it. I'm just trying it on too."

After a long while, An You finally mustered the courage, picked up the dress worth tens of thousands, and walked into the fitting room.

An Yang stood outside and smiled.

When An You came out, she was wearing the white dress, which fit her perfectly, as if it had been made for her. Her skin was very fair, and in the dress, she looked like a porcelain doll, making people want to pinch her delicate face. Even the sales assistant at Chanel couldn't help but exclaim.

An You turned a few circles in front of the mirror, her skin looking even whiter against the dress, blindingly so. As expected, she was even more reluctant to take it off.

"Miss, aside from that, this dress really suits your气质. It gives you a princess-like aura. If you find any issues with the size, we can modify it for you."

An You shook her head, feeling a sense of timidity for the first time, and said softly, "There are no issues."

She really felt that the dress was made for her. The sales assistant's words resonated with her, but what could she do? She wasn't a rich second generation, and she couldn't afford such expensive clothes.

But as soon as the words left her mouth, she realized she had made a mistake.

Sure enough—

"Alright, since it fits…"

An You's face turned even more awkward. She could almost predict what the sales assistant would say next, and she had an impulse to run out of the store.

As expected, the sales assistant turned to An Yang and asked softly, "Sir, would you like to pay in cash or by card?"

The sales assistant was very perceptive and skilled at sales. She didn't even ask if An You was satisfied and directly asked how to pay.

An You's face broke out in a fine sweat. She could guess what would happen next. She was prepared for what would be the most embarrassing moment of her life.

Damn it, she had seen the price, so why did she try on the dress? She knew it was expensive, so why did she agree to come to El Mall? She knew she wouldn't buy it, so why did she even enter the store…

Thinking this, she lowered her head and walked into the fitting room.

An Yang watched An You's back disappear, took out a card, and said calmly, "By card. I didn't bring that much cash."

Xiao Xuer was stunned, looking at An Yang in disbelief.

"Her family… isn't she from a teacher's family? Didn't she say she and her brother don't get along? Didn't she say her brother isn't rich? Didn't she say her brother is very low? How could…"

When An You came out again, she had neatly folded the dress and handed it to the sales assistant, walking out without a word, her face red to the neck.

After a few steps, she realized that Xiao Xuer and An Yang hadn't followed. Turning around, she saw the sales assistant already packaging the dress, the receipt printer buzzing.

An You was at a loss, her usual composure in front of An Yang completely gone.

"Um… Miss, you might have misunderstood. We didn't say we were going to buy…"

The sales assistant quickly finished everything, handed the packaged dress to her, and pointed at An Yang, saying, "Hello, this is your dress. The gentleman has already paid for it."

An You was stunned, numbly took the bag, and looked at An Yang in disbelief, only to see a face that looked like it deserved a slap.

"Is the price tag fake…?"

She followed Xiao Xuer in a daze, entering the women's section of the Versace flagship store, trying on a blouse and a pair of jeans, and leaving with the items already paid for.

Xiao Xuer patiently explained the origin of Chanel and the reasons for its high prices, emphasizing how good Chanel's clothes were, but An You didn't hear any of it. She felt dazed the whole time.

When she came to her senses, she didn't know how to face An Yang.

Today, they had only bought a dress, a blouse, and a pair of jeans, but it cost nearly 20,000 yuan. She didn't think her parents had given her 20,000 yuan to buy clothes.

Normally, she looked down on An Yang, based on the impression he left her before college. He was not only unambitious but also kept all sorts of messy things under his bed, which looked very disgusting.